I have considered that I can grasp that a gay man's goal is a straight guy, the ultimate catch. I believe that getting rid of the fear and being a transvestite and that I can bridge that chasm.I must be totally free and not be afraid of what others, or what I perceive others to think of me.I must be responsible for all my own actions, whatever I choose to do. I live with my parents, who are in their late 80's and early nineties, a father with dementia. What others may think of us is irrelevant and they are not even thinking what we think. If I was to be stopped by the cops, I would plead with them, not to let my parents, not for my sake,I'm 62 years old, but to spare them, they don't need that, so I would only give my cell phone. This goes through my mind as I was raised in the 50s, maybe that something to do with it. Today you probably don't even think about that.
Now how did I wind up in my hometown, the one I thought I escaped as I feel like Mrs. Roboto, who's circumstances went beyond her control. To not wind up in your hometown, the one that you've wanted to escape from is to decide to 1) never come back at all costs, 2) cut ALL ties with that part of your life and former world, 3) If hard times hit, do whatever you must do to keep from the temptation to go back. 4) Of course if your parents are there, you have ties, that are not easily broken, especially if you do not have kids o and a family. 5) a lady asked me how I was appointed the daughter in the family, the daughters is the usual one to this job. Oh, if they only knew how true this is. My parents had a boy child, although they have no grandchildren, nor daughter in law, they see a "boy child" and I am sure it can be so far away from their mind that I could be a transvestite or gay.It takes a very progressive family to think this way, not so much parents who were raised from the 1920s in a country atmosphere. Well, you don't know my parents, like I don't know yours, experientially. Your parents would seem so nice to me, my parents would treat you so nice. you would wonder why I could bitch. My father for sure is two people, one he shows at home and the other, "such a sweetie" in public, he's unconsciously built this through time. Sure we all do this to a point.I really never got to really know my father. So, it is hard for people to see, how I see it, unless they been through similar themselves.
Grasp that for awhile, it could be a lot.
Now how did I wind up in my hometown, the one I thought I escaped as I feel like Mrs. Roboto, who's circumstances went beyond her control. To not wind up in your hometown, the one that you've wanted to escape from is to decide to 1) never come back at all costs, 2) cut ALL ties with that part of your life and former world, 3) If hard times hit, do whatever you must do to keep from the temptation to go back. 4) Of course if your parents are there, you have ties, that are not easily broken, especially if you do not have kids o and a family. 5) a lady asked me how I was appointed the daughter in the family, the daughters is the usual one to this job. Oh, if they only knew how true this is. My parents had a boy child, although they have no grandchildren, nor daughter in law, they see a "boy child" and I am sure it can be so far away from their mind that I could be a transvestite or gay.It takes a very progressive family to think this way, not so much parents who were raised from the 1920s in a country atmosphere. Well, you don't know my parents, like I don't know yours, experientially. Your parents would seem so nice to me, my parents would treat you so nice. you would wonder why I could bitch. My father for sure is two people, one he shows at home and the other, "such a sweetie" in public, he's unconsciously built this through time. Sure we all do this to a point.I really never got to really know my father. So, it is hard for people to see, how I see it, unless they been through similar themselves.
Grasp that for awhile, it could be a lot.
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